Murong Yan's reminder to her played a certain role, Mu Yutian was indeed mentally prepared, but she was still a little surprised.

Fortunately, slightly, she tightened her hand holding the gun.

The mechanical sound of the electronic number report was very loud, even through the noise-canceling headphones, Mu Yutian could hear it clearly, and when it reported that her shooting ring was off target, she was still a little embarrassed.

"It's good to dare to pull the trigger, don't be embarrassed, I still remember myself, the first group of shooting, the results were not very good." Murong Yanxing approached Mu Yutian and said in her ear.

"Your first shot, what's your score?" Mu Yutian heard her say this, turned around, and asked with some curiosity.

Murong Yanxing smiled: "The first shot had nine rings, but the level was not stable after that, and the first group only played eight rings on average, which was not satisfactory." ”

"You don't hate it! I knew I shouldn't have asked you! Mu Yutian Nunu mouthed, and chose not to ask again. It's just a scumbag who humiliates himself in front of a school bully.

"Go ahead, don't be afraid." Murong Yanxing gently patted her shoulder as encouragement.

Fortunately, Mu Yutian was not only not hit, but practiced more energetically.

Syllable!

Another bang.

Still off target.

Smack, smack!

Mu Yutian fired two shots in a row.

"Three rings."

Finally on target! Mu Yutian was pleasantly surprised, striking while the iron was hot, hoping that he could continue to play better rings.

Well, it's not so much about getting a good score as it is about trying your luck.

The magazine was empty with seven bullets, and Mu Yutian was on the target three more times, namely three rings, two rings, and three rings.

Mu Yutian gradually began to adapt to the sound of such a gunshot, and also adapted to the vibration from the firearm, and her palm no longer felt numb and uncomfortable.

"Take a break." Murong Yanxing handed Mu Yutian a bottle of mineral water, took the sparrowhawk in her hand, took out another tube of bullets, and signaled, "Do you want to continue?" ”

"Keep going." Mu Yutian nodded vigorously.

Murong Yan helped her install the bullets, Mu Yutian also rested, picked up the sparrowhawk and walked over with great interest.

Shot after shot, although Mu Yutian slowly found the feeling, the bullet still did not get closer to the bull's-eye, and at most only scored four rings, and after that, Mu Yutian couldn't find the feel of that shot anymore.

The more so, the more it came, Mu Yutian was also a little impatient.

One last shot!

Syllable!

"Eight rings." The electronic counter, the cold mechanical female voice sounded again.

"Wow!!" Mu Yutian jumped up in surprise, ran over quickly, subconsciously hugged Murong Yanxing's body, and jumped, "I succeeded!" Do you hear that? Eight rings! I hit!! ”

She raised her head and saw Murong Yanxing's face close at hand, and was suddenly stunned for a moment, then hurriedly let go, and found that she was a little too excited, and actually took the initiative to throw herself into her arms and hug her.

"Hmm...... I would love to congratulate you. Murong Yan pulled the corners of his lips and stopped talking.

"What? Didn't you say okay, the eight rings will do? You said it was you who showed it to you! Even if it's covered, it's okay! ”

"Yes, that's right...... It's just, Yu Tian, the one who just reported the eighth ring is the counter next door to you. The corners of Murong Yanxing's lips curled, pursed his lips, and held back a smile.

Mu Yu sweet petrified.

Other words......

The last shot didn't happen at all, but ...... The target flew too far and hit the eight rings on the target next door.